"It totally did." Wild Eagle tosses the tablet onto the seat beside him and leans back, a teasing grin on his face. Whether or not he actually thinks Ryouta's singing was that bad, Eagle's going to keep saying so just to needle the guy. Besides, he deserves it for giving Eagle that stupid nickname. "It's not mean if it's the truth."

He rolls his eyes at the tongue-sticking-out and shrugs at the next question. "As long as I wanna. What's it matter to you?"